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Sep 2017
I walk the path of ruse, in my idiot shoes… If I try to rule the world, I end up being seen by all… under this mask of control, there lays a faceless brat… and I just play my role, in the battle that he brought… and I will take the fall, for the battle that he fought… lock the windows, close them all, make sure that door is shut!
I look deep within myself, and all I see is someone else… I am not in health, I do not know where lead this rails… and please just tell me what can I do, to be just a little tiny bit more like you… and please just tell me… how can I not be sad… because I think you are so good that I must be bad… and please just tell me, can it be, that you are just a little tiny bit like me?!
I walk the path of fools, upon this mountain of dirt… I am one of countless ghouls, with agony I flirt, and please tell me… why do I want to… be everything that I cannot… and please tell me… why am I itching… to tighten this rope around my throat.
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Meh  122/M
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